- Dear children praise the Lord in all.
Early and late, in mirth and tears.
Lift up thy voice in earnest call.
With mingled love and holy fear.
Chorus:
Dear children praise His holy name
Adore His presence, fear His word
And oh in all be this thy aim,
Still more and more to praise the Lord.
- Praise Him for all His mercies given
In flowing streams with lavish hand.
Who made thee that thy soul in heav’n
Might ever in his presence stand. - Praise Him who in Baptismal rite
Call’d thee from sin to life of grace
Who pour’d on thee His Holy light
To fit thee for the heav’nly place.